EVERY man  least, in every year,  affects al duration. t ude of old observances, tom of solemnizing our proper birt to c not all about tter, nor understand any t beyond cake and orange. But terest too o be pretermitted by king or cobbler. No one ever regarded t of January  is t from ime, and count upon . It is tivity of our common Adam.

    Of all sounds of all bell -- (bells, t bordering upon  solemn and touc t  a gato a concentration of all t  ted in t regretted time. I begin to knos  takes a personal colour; nor  a poetical fligemporary, when he exclaimed

    I sas of ting Year.

    It is no more t in sober sadness every one of us seems to  aaking. I am sure I felt it, and all felt it  niged rato manifest an exion at tender regrets for ts predecessor. But I am none of those who -

    elcome ting guest.

    I am naturally, beforeies: neal t . in me to face tive. I  ceased to s of oto foregone visions and conclusions. I encounter pell-mell  disappointments. I am armour-proof against old discouragements. I forgive, or overcome in fancy, old adversaries. I play over again for love, as ters p, games, for s and events of my life reversed. I er ts of some rived novel. Met is better t I s years,  so passionate a love-adventure s. It ter t our family s legacy,  I s t t t specious old rogue.

    In a degree beneat is my infirmity to look back upon t, skipping over tervention of forty years, a man may o love  tation of self-love?

    If I knoive -- and mine is painfully so -- can  for  identity, to be ligorious * * * addicted to * * * * : averse from counsel, neitaking it, nor offering it: -- * * * besides; a stammering buffoon;  on, and spare not: I subscribe to it all, and muc be o lay at  for t quot;ot; t take leave to c young master -- tle reference, I protest, to tupid cy, as if it  of my parents. I can cry over its patient small-pox at five, and rougs. I can lay its poor fevered  Cs, and  in surprise at tle posture of maternal tenderness , t unkno sopicated. -- I kno some dissembling guardian, presenting a false identity, to give to my unpractised steps, and regulate tone of my moral being!

    t I am fond of indulging, beyond a rospection, may be tom of some sickly idiosyncrasy. Or is it oo anot being  o project myself enoug of myself: and o daily urn back upon memory, and adopt my oions seem fantastical to tread out of ted only, I retire, impenetrable to ridicule, under tom cloud of Elia.

    t up,  likely to let slip titution; and t of t by tances of peculiar ceremony. -- In t c seemed to raise y in all around me, never failed to bring a train of pensive imagery into my fancy. Yet I t it meant, or t of it as a reckoning t concerned me. Not c till ty, never feels practically t al.  indeed, and, if need   not o  June e to our imagination t nos but too poo count ties of my duration, and to grudge at ture of moments and sest periods, like misers fartion as ten, I set more count upon tual finger upon t ent to pass a;like a le.quot; tap, nor sen table draugality. I care not to be carried ide, t smooto eternity: and reluct at table course of destiny. I am in love ory; tudes, and t security of streets. I  up my tabernacle ent to stand still at to  to be , as to teration, on t or in lodging, puzzles and discomposes me. My  a terrible fixed foot, and are not rooted up  blood. t e of being staggers me.

    Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary , and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself -- t h life?

    Can a g laug sides, h him?

    And you, my midnig I part ense delig knoo me, if it come at all, by some a of intuition, and no longer by this familiar process of reading?

    Sing tions o t;s assurance of a lookquot; -- ?

    In er tolerable disinclination to dying -- to give it its mildest name -- does more especially  and beset me. In a genial August noon, beneatering sky, deat problematic. At times do sucality. trong again, as valiant again, as  deal taller. t t nips and ss me in ts of deato tantial,  upon t master feeling; cold, numbness, dreams, perplexity; moonligself, s sral appearances, -- t cold g of ter, like t innutritious one denounced in ticles : -- I am none of he Persian.

    soever ts, or puts me out of my o my mind. All partial evils, like o t capital plague-sore. -- I o life. Sucence as a port of refuge; and speak of t arms, in  upon tom! I detest, abe, and (o six-score tance to be excused or tolerated, but so be branded, proscribed, and spoken evil of! In no  tion, or more frigive!

    tidotes, prescribed against togeting, like t satisfaction  ;lie do; ly coveted ty of suc quot;so s face appear? quot; --  me, must Alice --n be a goblin? More t at tinent and misbecoming familiarities, inscribed upon your ordinary tombstones. Every dead man must take upon o be lecturing me ruism, t quot;suc sly ; Not so sly, friend, per. In time I am alive. I move about. I am y of tters! t. I survive, a jolly candidate for 1821. Anot turn-coat bell, t just noed, es lustily rings in a successor, let us attune to its peal ty, cton. -

    thE NE YEAR.

    star

    tells us, t far;

    And see w,

    ern .

    ith appear,

    Peeping into ture year,

    ito say,

    t is not good t way.

    ts to see,

    And `gainst ourselves to prophesy;

    ic fear of things

    A more tormenting mischief brings,

    More full of soul-tormenting gall,

    t mischiefs can befall.

    But stay ! but stay! met,

    Better informd by clearer light

    Discerns sereneness in t brow,

    t all contracted seemd but now.

    aste,

    And fro;

    But t whis way looks is clear,

    And smiles upon the New-born Year.

    oo from a place so high,

    to his eye;

    And all ts open are

    to t discoverer.

    Yet more and more he smiles upon

    tion.

    or fear

    the influences of a year,

    So smiles upon us t morn,

    And speaks us good so soon as born?

    Plague ont! t was ill enough,

    t but make better proof;

    Or, at t, as we brushrough

    t, woo;

    And t in reason shoud

    Be superexcellently good:

    For t ills (we daily see)

    uity,

    t fortunes t do fall;

    hal

    Longer to support,

    t:

    And whree,

    And yet repines at destiny, [p 32]

    Appears ungrateful in the case,

    And merits not the good he has.

    t us

    ity brimmers of t;

    Mirtune meet,

    And renders een Disaster s:

    And turn her back,

    Let us but line ourselves h sack,

    e better s,

    till t Year s.

    ty of t fortify like a cordial; enlarging t, and productive of s blood, and generous spirits, in tion?  noed ? --passed like a cloud -- absorbed in t of clear poetry -- clean ers!